The cell, rather than a room, reeks of the stench springing up from the surroundings beyond its confinement through the single meagre square vent serving as an open window with triple iron bars within. The pervading odour is aggravated in the aftermath of a downpour, reinforced by the relentless trickles from any of the crevices that gradually tend to burgeon into a small flood along its western perimeter, stirring the dried dirt clinging to the floor into turbid paste, as if reviving the wounds to their rampant smell that have already dried up. But all of it has no troublesome effect on me anymore, as I am just a short-term visitor here, awaiting the footsteps of my death.
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Controlled
Quivering hands. A racing heartbeat. Clammy palms.
They were all unmistakable signs of fear.
At that moment, Chloe Maxwell was experiencing every single one of them. Why wouldn’t she be? She had stumbled upon a secret that was never meant to be uncovered – a discovery that could very well cost her everything.
Three months earlier…
Bobby’s Nightmare
Roaring winds banged angrily against the window while Bobby lay awake, staring at the flickering lights. He felt as if someone was watching him.
Tap… tap…
Bobby thought it was just the wind. But the tapping continued.
His fear grew stronger.
Drawn Wrong
She didn’t understand why it happened, only that it never stopped. The doctors called it a “break from shared reality”. They gave it a name — one she stopped repeating after the third appointment because names made it feel real in a way she couldn’t survive.
It began with drawings that didn’t match memory. A chair she sketched appeared in her room the next morning, except it was slightly wrong. The legs were too long. The shadow pointed the wrong way.
The Alchemist of Uncertainty
Look at them. Dr. Aris — the man who won a Nobel for essentially rediscovering that gravity still works — is currently holding court in the breakroom. I can hear the cadence of his laughter from here. It’s that specific, honking sound a man makes when he’s convinced he’s the smartest person in a room full of sycophants. They’re probably discussing my latest paper. Or, as Aris called it in the faculty lounge, “the most expensive piece of science fiction ever printed on university letterhead.”
I finally got what I wanted
“I finally got what I wanted,” that’s exactly what Ayushi said in the very beginning.
Ayushi was an exchange 7th grader in Bandra. From the very start of school, she was labelled as an average dork. No matter how hard she tried, she would always become the unfitted piece of the fancy puzzle. She was nothing but a shadow in the corridors of the prison she never imagined.
The Night of Hidden Truths
“The darkest nights reveal the most terrifying truths.”
Once upon a time, there lived a group of friends. In the group, there were two boys named Rahul and Sam, and two girls named Ananya and Kriti. They all decided to go out on New Year’s Eve. As planned, they went out together.
Marissa and the Moonlit Mystery
“Every year since then, the divine Moon chooses an apprentice to learn its secrets.”
“Grandma, how does the Moon choose who its apprentice will be? And who was it this year? Oh Grandma, I still have so many questions!” Marissa’s voice was filled with wonder.
“You’ll understand one day, Marissa. One day,” she said reassuringly, gently holding her soft hand.
The Forgotten Path
“Sometimes, a single step in the wrong direction can lead you to the most unexpected adventures.”
Once, there lived a boy named Rahul. He was 10 years old. One day, while he was sitting and watching TV, his mother asked him to bring a pack of milk.
When he was going to bring the packet of milk, he tripped over a stone. As soon as he tripped, he saw that he had landed in a beautiful place. It seemed as if it was a whole new world. He started to explore it.
THE NORTH SEA – ONE OF THE MOST TREACHEROUS VOYAGES FOR A SAILOR
Thick fog blanketed the port before we set sail for the North Sea. An eerie silence deafened our ears, until a squawk from the lone seagull above broke the uncanny quiet. The atmosphere reflected the emotions of everyone present: every sailor, whether a captain, a first mate, a seasoned veteran, or average joes like us deckhands.
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